20 Reasons Your 20s Suck

I’m doing this weird thing where I’m really focusing on the person I was, and the person I’ve become. It’s this introspective look that’s forcing me to realize that maybe I did make more than a few fuck-ups along the way, and maybe I should actually use them to avoid further mistakes.

So once again, in my series of letting go of my 20s, I present you 20 reasons why your 20s suck. Perhaps you won’t agree, or maybe you’ll find yourself screaming some sort of orgasmic “yes!” into the sky. I just wish I knew at 23, that no one really likes you at all (you know, because Blink 182 said so), and turning 30 was one hell of a relief.